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Breaking up is hard to do . . . more so if the other party is self-isolating on a nearly deserted Northern Michigan island after misunderstandings and manipulation have them both doubting their high-rise future together in Chicago that had seemed so perfect. Time for the couple in question to have that face-to-face . . . even if the surroundings are far from hospitable.
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$0.99 at Time of PostingPublished: 30, 2014Contemporary RomanceLength: 178 PagesAdd to Goodreads TBR→Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Kobo Books
Handsome hotel heir Wyatt Marston knew all too well what people would do to succeed. His status-hungry father and stepmother were prime examples. He married Bethany believing his sweet, honest bride loved him for who he was, not what he had. When evidence paints her as a gold digger, he retreats, heartbroken, to his childhood home to prepare for a future without the woman he still desires. Where he soon finds that to make his hopes a reality, he must rely on his wife to keep what's left of his dreams alive.
When working class Bethany married into the money that came with Wyatt Marston she was willing to do whatever it took to fit into his upscale world. But instead of being proud of her rise through the ranks of his family's corporation, Wyatt pulled away, becoming a distant, then absent husband, more interested in her stock shares than their relationship. Determined to fight for the man she believes in, Bethany follows her heart to the middle of nowhere where a leaky tent, a surly dog and dangerous situation prove how far she'd go to keep him. The Excerpt
Part of the fun of writing fiction is weaving what you know and where you’ve been into the fabric of your story. I vacationed in Northern Michigan every summer growing up (but unfortunately never got over the Bridge until I was an adult). It was like a flashback to those days while weaving the setting in almost as if a character of its own. Though I’d been to the rugged UP (Upper Peninsula) before, I’d never made it as far as Isle Royale which is the stepping stone for the wilderness getaway our hero flees to. If setting can become its own character, this would be the place . . . an inescapable marriage counselor in the case of our two misguided characters as they’re forced by dramatic circumstance to face their situation . . . and the cause of their problems.
Wyatt strode down the path in long angry steps. It took all his willpower, but he didn’t slow, and he didn’t look behind him. He knew what he’d see: A businesswoman in a rain-splotched suit and torn stockings, hobbling in her ridiculous footgear.
What possessed her to come to such a place dressed as if he was her four o’clock appointment? Had she expected all the civility of State Street or Michigan Avenue? Did she even know other worlds existed? That there were places untouched by concrete and inaccessible by cab? Probably not. Or she probably wouldn’t have come.
Why had she?
. . . and a bit more . . .
She could have sent the papers, but she’d insisted upon bringing them herself. So they could talk. As if that would change things. As if they’d ever been able to talk. But she’d said she’d bring them, and he’d been so hungry to see her, he’d foolishly agreed. He’d thought he’d be ready, that he could handle things unemotionally. More the fool. He’d come over to the island to get his thoughts straight, to plan out exactly what he had to say, how he was going to approach her. It hadn’t helped that the sudden bad weather delayed his trip back to the lodge so that he wasn’t there to meet her. He’d carefully choreographed their meeting in his mind, but then she’d gone and thrown everything off with her typical impatience, by rushing in, by crowding him into a back-against-the-wall position. All the calm, rational things he’d rehearsed immediately fled from his mind when he saw her standing on the trail, so lost, so engagingly distressed. Everything inside him had dissolved in an instant. Had there ever been another human being who could reduce him to such vulnerability with just a single look? No, he knew there wasn’t. And it made him angry all over again. Because during the few minutes with her, he wanted her so badly he was willing to forgive and forget everything.
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